Opposite mcyt oneshots

10.2

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'Just wait Zak... I'm on my way...'

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Good fell, dropping the knife in the process. He laid there in silence, waiting as blood covered the tile floor.

'I'm coming...'

Everything turned black.

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Good jolted up, remembering what just happened.

'H-huh..?'

Good looked around, noticing that he was still in the kitchen. He got up before staring down in shock. His dead body laid still, completely lifeless.

'That's... me... w-wait...'

Good looked at his semi transparent hands.

'I'm a ghost?!'

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"Bye Napsap!"

Jef walked straight through the door. Even though he was now a ghost, he still lived as though he was never dead. Minus the people actually noticing him and him being able to interact with physical items.

'I hope Good is doing alright,' Jef sighed.

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Jef walked through the door and smiled.

"I'm home!"

Jef stared at the couch. It was where Good would usually sit. But he wasn't there.

'Hm...'

Jef walked into the kitchen. He stopped as his breath hitched. In front on him was Good's dead body, looking lifeless.

Tears welled up in his eye. It stung a bit but he ignored it.

'He d-decided to kill h-himself..? Where is he then?'

Jef looked around the kitchen. Nothing.

'Maybe he's gone to test his new ghost abilities?'

Jef walked to Good's room and peeked in. He stifled a giggle when he saw Good trying to smack his head on the wall. But of course his head went right through.

He then went forward too much and almost fell, luckily, Jef caught him just in time.

Jef sighed in relief.

"Just because you're a ghost doesn't mean you shouldn't be careful."

"J-Jef..?" Good whimpered.

Good stood up and turned towards Jef, staring at him.

"What's wrong?—"

Good tackled him to the floor, his tears stinging his face.

"Jef I missed you so much I thought you—" Good continued to ramble, his grip tightening.

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It has been 12 minutes. Good still held onto Jef.

"G-Good, could you let me go now?"

Good mumbled and buried his head into Jef's chest. Jef sweatdropped and rubbed his back.

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"Wait..."

"Hm?"

Jef looked over at Good.

"Now that I'm a ghost..."

Good gasped.

"I can do anything!"

Good stood up and walked out the door.

"Good wait!"

Jef chased after him.

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"Being a ghost is boring."

Jef sighed.

"You childish demon..."

A soft smile formed on Jef's face.